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Dude, so I’m thinkin bout findin a prostitute, right? Whoa. Like, it’s wild out there, man. Streets buzzin, shady corners callin—kinda reminds me of *The Assassination of Jesse James*. That slow burn, ya know? “Every man’s got his burden,” Jesse’d say. Heavy shit. Anyway, I’m scrollin X, lookin for leads—bam, profiles poppin up. Some chick’s postin pics, all sultry, like, “available now, hit me.” Whoa. I’m analyzin her vibe—real or scam? Can’t tell yet.

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So, I rush over to this house on Långgatan. Apparently, there’s been a suspicious fire. I get there, and the whole place is charred. I mean, it looks like a BBQ gone wrong. Firefighters are still there, and I’m trying to piece together what happened. I’m talking to the homeowner, and he’s all frantic, like, “I swear I didn’t do it!” Dude, chill. I’m not here to judge.

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